Findings:
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- And then, she expressed frustration with life in general
- Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
- Rock Against Racism
- other Rocks Against, back in the day...
- Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
- She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She Will Have Her Way
- I walked for a thousand miles to hear her laugh, then serenaded her in a field of fireflies.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- she had already found her party
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
- She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
- When she was bad
- "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
- I Hear it was Charged Against Me
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- I think I fell in love with her right then and right there
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- She knows no truth except her own.
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She was steady
- piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
- She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
- She was locked in time
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
- She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
- She was so pleased to learn that she was right
- And when she came back she was nobody's wife
- She is and was
- I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
- The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- I was sure it was her
- serene. She sips her tea
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Her name was Natalie
- the way she wears her weary
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- she lit her thumb on fire
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
- The rock under my foot that told me I was real when I was an adult
- she turns and smiles, then walks away
- When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
- In the Beginning was Rock n Roll
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- To a girl who thought she was moving away
- For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- What the hell was she thinking?
- When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
- She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
- She was very beautiful. Y'know?
- So then she said
- I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- The flowers smiled, but she was gone
- She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
- She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
- She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
- Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
- someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
- She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
- Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
- she was just the dry smell of gasoline
- It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
- She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
- The House on the Island Where She Was Born
- She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- She flies with her own wings
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
- All he left her was alone
- Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- She practices her speech
- She asked me to read her a poem
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- the reassuring solidity of the door frame against her spine
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
- making certain he was touching her
- She always confused her greys with white.
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- Shiprock, New Mexico
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
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